[The way Petre grimaces, hammered into so violently, almost makes it look like this is anything but pleasurable to him. His eyes are tightly shut, brows knitted and mouth gaping, whimpering for air and gripping even harder at Cole's skin when his shoulders are shoved down.
The hand around his neck is completely unexpected. He's confused at first, similar to someone being snapped awake. Then he smiles and makes a choked sound, tipping his head back to expose his throat to the thumb pressing hard on it, slowly starting to roll his hips again, harder against Cole's thrusts. It's harder for him to express anything beyond little grunts with his air is being cut off, but he makes no move to try and stop him.]
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The hand around his neck is completely unexpected. He's confused at first, similar to someone being snapped awake. Then he smiles and makes a choked sound, tipping his head back to expose his throat to the thumb pressing hard on it, slowly starting to roll his hips again, harder against Cole's thrusts. It's harder for him to express anything beyond little grunts with his air is being cut off, but he makes no move to try and stop him.]